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Friday, November 19, 2004

Cillit Bang bloody bang

This has to be the most annoying product to find to buy. Ever. It cleans. Everything. The name is rubbish. The advert is beyond belief. The worst thing however, is the embarrassment you feel when asking for aforementioned, stupidly named product, in sensible shop, with ill informed, uncool, wide eyed sales girl. I mean, I just died last week. Right there in the shop. When the girl made me repeat my enquiry, oh, like, round about three times.

My mother thinks it's a joke. She nearly had me believe it too until I googled it and came across the makers of the product who do not mention it on their website, and a few other blogs mentioning it as well.

My research has found that Morrisons do it (of which we have none round here), or Wilkinson do (apparently). This made my little ole ears prick up and so tomorrow morning, just before hopping off to do a spot of tenpin, have noted on "really need to do list", as opposed to my "yeah in my dreams" list, that I will pop in there and try my luck.